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Robert Aquino Dollesin, The Writing

Robert Aquino Dollesin, The Writing. Saturday, June 19, 2010. Originally published in Mudluscious. Originally Published in KenAgain. The egg rests in your hand, its tips pinpricked, everything inside drained out. Using light strokes and thin-hair brushes, you color the delicate shell, careful not to shatter that fragility which houses nothing. Listless in her bed, her eyes remain open, focused on a point on the ceiling. Youve tried to reach her before, never successful. Wednesday, May 26, 2010. One eve.

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Robert Aquino Dollesin

Sunday, June 27, 2010. Tanya Berdoff is trudging back and forth through the snow in front of my house. A straw hat shields her face, and Christmas lights flicker all over her body. I let the curtain fall and turn away from the window.

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Robert Aquino Dollesin, The Writing. Saturday, June 19, 2010. Originally published in Mudluscious. Originally Published in KenAgain. The egg rests in your hand, its tips pinpricked, everything inside drained out. Using light strokes and thin-hair brushes, you color the delicate shell, careful not to shatter that fragility which houses nothing. Listless in her bed, her eyes remain open, focused on a point on the ceiling. Youve tried to reach her before, never successful. Wednesday, May 26, 2010. One eve.

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